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To Kill or Convert You

Hatred is a tidethat gnaws away at coastlinessalty teeth so fine you mightmistake it for subtlety.But bitterness is never mildjust as acid always burnsand bigots pour their poisoninto intellectual-sounding wordslike ‘civilisation’ ‘integration’ and‘radicalisation’to stun the seaweedbobbing idly in the surfinfuse the fear into itthat some vile wave is rising over thereits colour bilious greenand even if it tells you it’s benignenriched with algae to revive the earthyou mustn’t heed its lies:it is bloodthirsty, heinous,risen up from different landsinfested with parasitesdesigned to leech your vital organs dry:to kill or convert you.Race from it as you would from a sharkfear itspurn itvilify itwarn the world about itkill it before it kills you first.The biosphere must have its predators andin this one you are their prey.This tide’s a spiral pushing us apart anddriving us down deeper into the blurring mud.Once it was Jewsand Gypsies, Negroesand Natives,Commiesand Draft-dodgers,Gays and Molesters.Now it’s us,the Muslims,and this fresh wave we swim inthe water soaked into our cells is nowa tsunami threatening to smash their homes to matchsticks.Vague outrages that flare upeach time the words are spokendump blood into the seaand choke the wildlife.

Hatred has always been a tidestooping low at timesor breaking its banks
in the absence of truth.I am learning to tread waterfor the day it hits my roof.